Players in my games: - A PC that succesfully had his upper torso grafted onto the neck of a camel, a very evil fellow, he stabbed a 5yr old in the head because he asked for some food.- A Halfling Necro/Barbarian who took over many thrones with his undead army and oversized axe, also made good friends with a Red Dragon named Boots.- A Semi-Doppleganger Assassin who killed drunks whenver he needed money, when the bodies were discovered he blamed the nearest halfling.- Shump Thokk, a Hork (half orc/ half human) who was killed off within 10 secs of entering the campain because he thought someone said the princess was a dragon.

NPCs - a evil Derro Dwarf Monk who everyone thought was a spellcaster, they were sure surprised when they ran up to attack him.- A Gnome who would appear as a talking stump to lead the PCs in the wrong direction.- Boots, a Red Dragon who loved the taste of boots, especially in a nice cup of tea.- Murook of the 7th sun, a Paladin Orc who always tried to make a flashy exit and entrance but it never worked. He is now a zombie.

Elfbong: Owner of a bar, stoner, gets dismembered repeatedly, but never shows any pain. He also makes a very good axe handle... ^^

Alfarai: Pimp-daddy captain of the royal guard, also a stoner. Ends up dying by suffocation by his cape. (I LOVE critical failures in the d20 system.)

Logged

"Something is out there; a Kobold, perhaps? No, I could hear them a mile away." I slip my crossbow out of my pack. "I mustÃƒÂ¢Ã¢â€šÂ¬Ã‚Â¦ kill it." The bolt flies swift and sure. "Once the writhing ceases, I can go see what it was..."